Well, that had sure been...weird, thanks to the sudden stroke of heartburn. Weird and an encounter that had left Matsuda wondering just whether or not he would have to fear for his life. He really hoped Mikami was just a Kira supporter, and not one of the super-crazy ones that like...stabbed people with pens or something.

Reading the bulletin board had made things even more awkward, even. Not only did it look like Ryuk, of all beings was here, but his roommate had passed away the night before. He really should go to that funeral, but he'd already made plans.

Darn. Then...he'd be sure to keep Renji's friends in his thoughts, at least.

He was going to head into the arts and crafts room when he spotted a kid over on the couch, looking like a wet, frightened... "Oh, a cat!" Matsuda exclaimed, honing in on the animal curled in the kid's lap as he passed by. If he really thought about it, it would certainly explain why everyone always said there were big, scary cats at night, but he hadn't ever really seen them around here before. They were sneaky little bastards.

Then again, it wasn't like he paid much attention to the actual room as he did the people.

Regardless, the detective stopped and looked down over the back of the couch at the kid. "He doesn't look half as scary as I've heard they can be."